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This morning, I did the final for my Horror class. We had to do a seven minute presentation. People did a pretty nice mix of things, some videos, some readings, a mock press conference, and a subconscious exercise thing. A guy made us all hold hands, then finish two sentences on two pieces of paper "My greatest fear is..." and "When it came for me..." I wrote "My greatest fear is going insane" and "When it came for me, I knew there was no hope of escape." Insanity is my biggest fear. So then we all turned it in and everyone got someone else's back. It's supposed to be like a group unconscious thing where you get the one that's supposed to mean the most to you. The one I got back went something like "My greatest fear is losing grip on reality", which is just another way of wording my own. And the other one I got back was "When it came for me, I knew there was no hope of escape." My own. It kinda creeped me out. I guess that means I am definitely going insane and there is nothing I can do about it.

Then I did my actual presentation. I told a fifteen minute ghost story mostly from memory. I said it happened to me when I was a kid, but it was a total lie. I realized that I really enjoy lying to people. It's just fun. I should try to get back into acting or something.

I was watching the season finale of Veronica Mars tonight when my cable flipped out and messed it all up. Now I gotta wait and download it. Very unhappy about that.

I'm tired. I shouldn't be up this late, but I just secured a third alarm clock for my apartment, so I might be okay in the morning.